Tuesday, October 04, 2005

iron and coke, chromium steel

sitting in a coffee shop has the allure of mental poetry. it just feels like creativity should flow beautifully as i smell the sumatra roasting and watch the pretty people walk by. unfortunately, that has rarely been the case lately.

sometimes i feel trapped in the reins of the expectations of Creativity with a capital Cr. you see, Cr is also the periodic table symbol for Chromium, a transition metal. Chromium is primarily used in the making of stainless steel, but is a strengthening agent used around the world. Transition Metals are a family of elements that have a very magical quality - they are malleable, meaning they can be formed into almost any shape, and they conduct electricity and heat. The interesting thing about transition metals is that their valence electrons, or the electrons they use to combine with other elements, are present in more than one shell. This means they connect with other elements on more than one level, creating an incredible bond [thus the strength of metals] and betraying any desire to break at the atomic level. Transition Metals are also the only elements that create magentic fields.

Cr, this often ugly but vital metal, is the essence of creativity to me.

i know that may seem to make very little sense, but there is a liberating freedom in its qualities. really, the purpose of integrating the core of creativity into any environment is that sub-level and unbreakable bonding quality that these transition metals posess. they conduct electricity and heat - passing on the passion - and bond deeply with the other elements present to form painfully strong substances and expereinces that allow for indellible effect.

like music.
pure music.

the kind of music that never allows one line or lyric to bore magically into skull, but rather begs you to understand the entire piece before you can remember any single element of it. the kind of music that, when asked, you can't sing a line from it to save your life, you can only beg the person asking to sit and listen to the whole piece - five times without stopping.

that kind of music.
that kind of chromium music

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